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Chapter 672

"Brother Liu, are you here too?"

After Dong Gao, the deputy envoy of the General Affairs Department, paid the gift and was led by the reception staff to the courtyard where the banquet was held, he saw Liu Quanzhi, who was a Jinshi in the same year and is currently the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

There are a total of seven tables in this courtyard, and the list posted at the door indicates that they are for guests from Taichang Temple, General Affairs Office, and Dali Temple.

The three yamen are leng yamen among the major yamen in Beijing, which means there is not much fertilizer and water in the outer area.

Many of the officials who serve are from the second-level Jinshi background. Like the Metropolitan Procuratorate, they belong to a unit with a relatively high concentration of clean streams.

Among the three agencies, Dali Temple is more professional, because this yamen is responsible for the trial of criminal and prison cases, and together with the Ministry of Punishment and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, it is known as the "Three Law Divisions".

The Ministry of Punishment is in charge of arrests but not in sentencing, the Dali Temple is in charge of sentencing but not in arrests, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate is in charge of supervision to avoid unjust, false and wrongly decided cases.

In the event of a major case, a joint trial by the three judicial divisions will be initiated.

Generally, the joint trial of the three judicial departments must involve major and important cases, such as treason, imperial examination fraud, or matters involving the governor level.

Since the incomes of the officials of the three yamen are generally not high, and their livelihood in Beijing mainly relies on raising money, the gifts given by officials in these units are relatively small. They basically rely on the market, and at most they can be doubled based on their mutual affection.

Liu Quanzhi stood up and invited Dong Gao to sit next to him, and said casually: "Master Jia Jia is holding a wedding, can I, the young minister of Taichang Temple, come? Otherwise, if someone instructs me to take a copy of the ginseng, what will happen to me?"

The junior fourth-rank official couldn’t bear to eat and walked away.”

The words are a bit strange.

"I won't drink any more. I have to go back to the Yamen after dinner. There are so many official documents coming to Beijing these days from all over the country. I'm so busy that I don't have time to drink."

Dong Gao sat down while he was talking. He picked up the brewed tea bowl on the table and took a sip. He immediately took a sip and said, "What the hell, he's doing business as the governor of Zhili, so he invites guests to drink this foam?"

"Forget it, some drinks will be good. Did you see the minister of the Governor-General of Zhili at the entrance of the alley just now? The dignified leader of the border has no shame, and he actually watched the guests offering gifts of money, what the hell."

Liu Quanzhi was angry. Although he was only a fourth-grade official, he had served as an inspector of schools in Anhui. Among Anhui scholars, including the governor, the chief minister was not polite to him. Unexpectedly, just because he gave him 80 taels of gift, Governor Jia

I didn't even dare to look at him, it was really annoying.

In terms of origin, although the person named Jia was a bannerman, he was only a member of the Han army.

In terms of qualifications, what kind of prestige does a worshiper have?

Frankly speaking, if this kind of person is not a blind cat who bumped into a dead mouse and achieved the success of supporting the country, would he be worthy of being a feudal lord?

Since ancient times, warriors have been domineering and arrogant, which is indeed true.

Let's see how it rises, and let's see when it collapses.

Liu Quanzhi's words resonated with Wu Xiongguang, a young minister from Dali Temple who was sitting at the table next to him.

"Jia Shikai, who suddenly rose to a high position at a young age, has no background, and doesn't know how to restrain himself in doing things. He accepts gifts lavishly by hosting full-moon wine for his brothers, and also forcibly sends invitations to officials above the fourth rank in Beijing. He really has no face at all.

People of this kind are destined to be famous for a while, but not for a lifetime."

After Wu Xiongguang finished speaking, he took a sip of the tea that the trafficker and lackey drank without any hesitation.

After receiving the invitation from the Jia Mansion, Wu originally did not want to come, but the official Xilinga insisted that all officials of the fourth rank and above of Dali Temple go to the Jia Mansion, so he had no choice but to come with his colleagues.

When the gift money was handed over at the door, the hall official Xiling'a gave 3,000 taels, while his colleagues gave more 1,500 taels and some also gave 60 taels. However, he ignored the persuasion of his colleagues and only paid 5 taels.

This is the official who has given the least amount of gifts so far.

Seriously violated the rules on the road.

According to the unwritten regulations in the past, the minimum gift for official exchanges at the level of military minister is 400 taels, the minimum for six ministers, the minimum for ministers is 100 taels, the minimum for censors is 50 taels, and the minimum for military aircraft Zhang Jing is 16 taels.

Military aircraft Zhang Jing is generally of the fourth rank, and the minimum gift for a corresponding fourth-rank officer is 16 taels.

The host of the treat is looking at the gift reception again. He is still the prince-in-law of the Wang family, a feudal lord of the Qing Dynasty. Even if you are an official with no money, you have to start with 50 taels at the minimum, right?

But Wu Xiongguang only packs five taels. What does that mean?

It’s clear that he doesn’t take Sir Jia Jia seriously!

Do not make progress.

But for some reason, Master Jia Jia didn't get angry when she heard about this. She just said lightly, and then asked someone to take the deputy dean of Dali Temple, who was only willing to pay five taels, to a banquet.

"You'd better say less, in case the walls have ears."

Dong Gao kindly reminded everyone present not to complain. As far as he knew, Jia Jiashikai had a close relationship with the leading military minister Fu Zhongtang, Prince An and others. He also acted as the admiral of the Nine Gates for a period of time. He had many minions and cronies in the capital.

There are also many people who are flattering and flattering people, so if someone hears about it and spreads it to the ears of the newcomer in the imperial court, it may cause unnecessary trouble.

"There are no outsiders here, what are you afraid of?"

Liu Quan said this, but he did not dare to slander the host of the banquet again.

Many officials came to sit down one after another. After sitting down, without exception, they all whispered to each other. From time to time, someone sneered or hummed, and whispered a few complaints.

Obviously, the full-moon banquet hosted by the Governor-General of Zhili made many officials uncomfortable and dissatisfied.

After the complaints were made, the topic of discussion among the officials gradually turned to the upcoming National Congress.

Another well-informed person said that the Ministry of Rites had just published a document requesting that the nomination method be modified, saying that all descendants of the clan and their ancestors who had made contributions to the Qing Dynasty could be nominated.

The Military Aircraft Department has approved it and is asking those with the right to nominate to nominate a clan according to the previously formulated method.

As a result, there will be a lot more clans competing for the title of hat king. Who can be nominated and who can get more votes has become the focus of all parties.

Even thinking about it, I know that this National Assembly meeting will be extremely lively.

However, this has nothing to do with most officials. They have neither the right to nominate nor the right to vote, so they can only watch the excitement from the sidelines.

Many officials privately said that the National Congress organized by the Military Aircraft Department was simply a child's play, making the Qing Dynasty's hat king like a child's play. If this continues, where is the etiquette, where is the decency, and where is the face of the court?

Officials who know a little bit about the details know that if the National Assembly is convened and concluded successfully, the emperor's authority may be completely wiped out, and only Fu Zhongtang will be known inside and outside the capital, but no one will know about Emperor Qianlong.

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The officials outside were speculating and discussing among themselves, and there were constant complaints.

In a small dark room, Asiha, the chairman of the Capital Branch of Gongjinhui and the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of the Qing Dynasty, once again handed over the pen and persuaded the stunned Minister of War Ji Yun: "Master Ji, you have been thinking about it for half an hour.

If you don't write again, I'm afraid you won't even have the chance to write."

I waited patiently, but I still didn't see Ji Yun writing a letter to persuade me to join. I couldn't help but lose my patience and snorted slightly: "Ji Xiaolan, don't toast me and eat the fine wine! It's rare that my prince-in-law has taken a fancy to you as a talent, and he wants to

I'm here to help you, but if you really don't know what's good and what's good, then don't blame me for being disrespectful to my colleagues!"

After saying this, he ordered someone to pass a glass of wine in front of Ji Yun.

No need to ask, this glass of wine must be poisonous.

Ji Yun really drank it, and a generation of Emperor Wenzong fell.

Look at the polished pen and ink in front of him, look at the glass of poisonous wine with a strange color, Ji Yun is really a mute eating yellow lotus, unable to express his suffering.

Yes, he did want to win the favor of the governor-general of Zhili by praising Jia Jiashikai, but that didn't mean that he, Ji Yun, would betray the emperor and the Qing Dynasty and become the lackey of Jia Jiashikai, a rebellious minister and traitor!

No one would have thought that the head of the Qing Dynasty's feudal territory would have the ambition to seize the throne, let alone the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel of the Qing Dynasty, who would also serve as a hawk for him!

If I had known earlier that this man was a tiger and wolf, I definitely would not have written the ode to Lao Shizi's efforts to pacify the religious chaos and the bullshit Jia Gonghan's restoration of the great biography.

"It seems that Mr. Ji really doesn't want to make progress."

Asiha sneered and raised his hand, and a man immediately stepped forward to open the "Hundred Official Records" and read softly: "Ji Yun's eldest son Ji Ruji, who was born in Juren, is currently the magistrate of Tai'an County, and the second son Ji Ruchuan is currently the county magistrate of Jiangning."

I know that the three-character Ji Ru seems to be ten years old this year. His eldest brother Ji Zhu, his younger brother Ji Zhao, his first wife Ma Yuefang, his concubine Wen Luan, Guo Caifu, Shen Mingxuan, and the whole family of one hundred and seventeen members of the Ji family are now in Beijing.

I have a concubine, Shen Mingxuan, and others, and my wife and others have bought a house outside Beijing near Yuanmingyuan."

Before he finished reading, Ji Yun was already sweating. He looked at Asiha with some horror: "Abutang, this is not a disaster for your family."

"Can't it bring harm to the family?"

Asiha shook his head and said, "According to the laws of the Qing Dynasty, you, Ji Yun, secretly provided money to support the anti-Qing thieves. This is called treason and you should punish the three clans. Today, if you only kill your entire family, you are already opening a wide range of nets for you."

"

Hearing this, Ji Yun was shocked and said angrily: "Asiha, you are an incompetent person. If it weren't for the emperor's love, how could you have the high official position you have today!"

Asiha immediately corrected him: "Ji Xiaolan, it's all because of my brother-in-law's support that I am here today. What does it have to do with the emperor?"

This is the truth. If his father-in-law hadn't protected him, Asiha would have been executed as a traitor to Qianlong as early as the palace turmoil. There would be no Abutang today.

"Come here, give Master Ji some wine!"

Asiha was too lazy to talk nonsense with Ji Yun and waved his hand to order Ji Yun to be executed directly.

The prince-in-law made it clear that whoever does not follow him will be allowed to follow the late emperor.

With the poisoned wine on his lips, he thought of the family, the Mingxuan concubine, and all the beauties in the world. Ji Yun, who was not a hard-nosed person, finally came to a realization. He let out a sad sigh and took up a pen to write a letter urging him to become the emperor's concubine.

Book.

After writing it, it feels like a huge burden has been lifted off.

The door of the room was opened at the right time, and a bright light shone on Jia Liu who entered, as if green energy enveloped his body.

After looking at the letter of persuasion written on the table, Jia Liu nodded slightly and looked at Ji Da Yandian with satisfaction. Just as he was about to open his mouth to encourage him, he saw Ji Da Yandian flicked his sleeves, stepped forward, knelt down and bowed: "

Your Majesty, Ji Yun, bows to your Majesty!"

ah?!

"Hey, it's early, it's early!"

Jia Liu was so excited that he stepped forward to help Ji Xiaogang up. He said happily: "The feng shui of the Qing Dynasty has been ruined. The country is in trouble now. It is the time when heroes like us step forward to rebuild China. Sir, please don't have anything in your heart."

Don’t feel pressured, don’t have any ideas, just work hard and everything will fall into place.”

"minister"

No matter how thick-skinned Ji Xiaolan was, she didn't know what to say at this moment.

"Nothing, nothing, old man, you go have a drink with Mr. Ji, tell him about our club. Tell him about the rules of the club, and introduce some colleagues in the club to him."

Jia Liuzheng said with a smile, and Ding Qing came to report that three clan members had arrived. All three of them gave a gift of twenty thousand taels and hoped to meet Lord Jia Jia.

"Lao Ji, I have business here. You and Lao A should be casual and don't be restrained. Just treat my place as your home."

Jia Liu, who was in a good mood, hurried to pick up the guest. He knew with his buttocks that the three yellow belts must be rushing to give him money.

"Sir, please go and do your business. I'm here."

Lao A smiled and drank the poisonous wine on the table, and enthusiastically pulled the stunned Ji Yun to the banquet.


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